Folder:  LOVE AND OTHER RELATED *******
Its not rocket science
the way you **** Me
Its nothing specific
Mechanically fitting 
But there is something ethereal About your touch, 
And the way you say ***** things with that husky voice
The way I choke on it while you watch
And the sincerity  in your kisses
Contrasted by your cool withdrawal
the way you pull your pants on 
And walk out the door
with your shirt over your shoulder never looking back
The way you think you've won the pride steaks.
It never lasts
always been your good time girl.
I let you hunt me down again.
Its not rocket science
I love to ****.